“Ohhhhh… ahhhhhhh… fuck! Fuck! Ffffffffffffffffffffffuuuck!” Lisa wildly moved to escape my touch as she felt her orgasm drowning her again for the nth time already.
But it did not stop me. I continued to worship her heavenly tastes. I lapped, licked, suckled, and like a wild beast, like digging something out of her, I wobbled and waggled my face; rooting on her wet, hot red-pink pussy while my two digits inside her snatch joined forces to delightfully torture her and toss her to another wave of orgasm.“Uggghh, Chad, babe, I’m… ohhhh… Ahhh, ahhh…”I couldn’t help smiling inwardly as she stiffened then fell limp, almost like lifeless, down on the bed. She was no longer able to keep the camera held in place, but she must have tried her best to stay still or at least carefully and securely placed the camera to the center on the bed, not to let it fall.“Ohhh, you don’t know how fuck“I will start all over again, okay?” I stated.“Just fucking do it already!” Lisa’s teeth were buried in her lower lip as soon as she finished talking.I did as I told her. I started all over again. “Ohhhhhh… fucking tease!” she whined when she felt my first stroke on her crotch.I made a short horizontal line on the top of her pussy, right into the line of her clit, then a vertical line from the center, her clit again; I slid my cock down to her entrance and made another short horizontal line at her perineum. Lisa was moaning and whining. Although suppressed, they still made a sweet sound of her as I kept rubbing my cock to create letters for her to get the message until I was done. She did not say anything. She had her eyes closed, and I took a deep breath before I asked.“What did it say?” I mumbled. I was looking at her face through the camera lens I was holding in my hand; while I press
Lisa's POVI was sitting on Chad's lap. I can feel the moment was a bit serious. But as crazy as it may sound, I could not help gyrating my hips above him. My mind was busy. But so as my intensely aroused body. My brain was telling me we were talking about something sensitive and important, but lust was devilishly teasing me. And I was mercilessly being defeated.I was so helpless, that despite the matter on discussion being super delicate, I wanted to feel the friction of his length inside of me. I also wanted to feel the rough surface of his bulbous and very hard cock rubbing inside my walls. I was overwhelmed with emotions. Just like I told him, I didn't want to be wrong. I didn't want to overthink. I didn't want to give myself false hope, either. So I asked him:"What exactly do you mean?"Chad was also waving his body to meet with mine. Then he answered. "I want to be your man."His answers sti
If one day my mom says she wants to leave him, then I will support her. And maybe by then, I would be brave enough to tell my mom what happened to me. Well, only if the situation calls for it. Because as much as possible, I would prefer to have it all for myself than burden her with the thoughts of what happened to me. It happened a long time ago, and talking about it would bring back old wounds. And I didn’t want that to happen. I have moved on, anyway. I reached out my left hand, the hold on his nape. And Chad looked up at me. I asked him again.“Do you believe I am worthy of such love?” I couldn’t help my tears falling as I asked him. And my heart was aching. I was hoping his answer would satisfy me.“You are more than worthy, Lisa.”His words were so emotional that I did not notice my eyes closed in their own, savoring the sweetness of his words. I have heard from somewhere that a person’s strength can also be
And as I wanted to return the pleasure, I did everything I knew would satisfy my dearly beloved Chad. I even let him take me "anal". We did not notice the time pass by; the lights in the room were kept the way they were when we started that even when the night time came, it was still bright inside. It must have been the new level of our emotional bond that boosted our libido and sex drive that we seemed to be tireless and full of energy. When I initiated to prove how I dearly love him, he would not let his proof of confessed adoration be lame or less convincing than how I may have expressed mine; as a result, we had to surrender from each other and admit that our feelings for each other are immeasurable, indescribable and yet, humble. That we cherish the other more than oneself. I value him more than he adores me, and he also claimed the exact same thing.I must have dozed off that I was startled when I woke up to a view of a different room. There were no cameras, and it was
"Hey, mister giant neighbor!" Called a sweet, flirty voice of a girl from the next-door neighbor's west window. But it was in a hushed tone.Owen was right next to his window in front of the neighbor's as he was sitting with his back to it as he was smoking after his dinner. He was not sure he was being called, so he did not respond. Everybody knows his name is Owen Frost, and no one has ever called him a giant neighbor ever before. He's been in this neighborhood ever since he was assigned to do an undercover job for the Narcotics team seven years ago. He is the most trusted plumber in the whole area. And a lot of his neighbors had moved in and out, so he knew almost everyone around here already. This neighbor to his east side just moved in a few months ago. A mother and daughter. He checked the background of these two. The mother, Debra, is forty years old and a veteran hooker. Isabel, also known as Izzy, is seventeen, a senior high student but a famous troublemaker.
"Where are you going?" Izzy asked.Owen turned to look and frowned at the teenage girl on his bed."What now? I am not allowed to leave you here and find my peace somewhere else in this house?" He asked sarcastically."Yes!" Izzy answered shortly as she sat up and crossed her legs sitting on the bed. "I will behave, but you can't leave me alone. I'm scared."Owen was astounded. This girl sounds authoritative. She seemed to be commanding him around like he was someone among her servants or something. She was scared, and she was demanding Owen to stay in the same room. But he also realized it was not a good idea to leave this troublemaker in his bedroom where many confidential things, including his service firearm, were hidden in this room. She might find them if she starts to look around out of curiosity."You said it yourself. You're not into babies; although I am almost turning to legal age in a matter of days, I am sure I don't fit
“You’re quite odd. Did you know that?” Izzy asked with a pout.“So, I am the odd one now?!” Owen sneered at her. “When in fact, you are the one calling me names and all?”“You’re odd because you don’t seem to appreciate when I speak my honest thought,” Izzy retorted. “It makes me feel like you would rather prefer I lie to you.”“The more you talk, the more things become twisted and confusing,” Owen frowned. “Shut your mouth if you wanna stay, or go home if you can’t keep quiet!”Owen noticed how she could turn the issue into the way she wanted it to be. And the scary part of them is the possibility of her words being right despite the slight possibility of it being exaggerated. He felt the danger of being wrapped around her cute, tiny little fingers if he did not make her stop. Her enchanting charm was starting to win him over despite his mind resisti
"Ouch!" Izzy groaned.A loud thud awakened Owen, and he tried to see what was going on in the dark. He blinked his eyes to get used to the darkness and realized he was alone on the bed. He quickly reached for the lamp's switch closest to him and looked around."Izzy?" Owen softly called out, frowning.He was not sure, but he thought he heard her groan in pain, but where is she? Owen looked around. The window was closed. She wouldn't have done so if she left through it and fell off. Besides, the sound was close. The last image of her in his mind was the way she slept before he himself dozed off. She was by the side edge of the bed."Could she have fallen?" Owen asked himself mindlessly.He moved to check."Oh my god!" Owen jumped down the bed, walked around by the foot end, and went to Izzy's side. "She fell, but she did not bother to get up and climb up the bed again," Owen murmured."Hey, sleepyhead," he waked her. Owen could car